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Chapter 218 Good Doctor: Mother Sean Hopes You Are Like Chuck(1/3)

Chapter 218 The Good Doctor: Sean, Mom wants you to be like Chuck

"Dr. Wolfe."

"Ms. Lockhart."

Chuck had a phone call with Diane Lockhart, the female boss of the Lockhart & Gardner law firm and Leonard Jr.'s aunt.

"..."

Jane looked at Chuck in disbelief, as if nothing had happened, and then at Monica, who was holding a kitchen knife with an expressionless face. She rubbed her eyes, seriously doubting whether she was having a nightmare.

But no matter how much she rubbed it, nothing changed when she opened her eyes again, so she couldn't help but grab Chuck hard and signaled to him with her eyes: "Is this meowing okay?"

Chuck held down her head, which was looking back and forth, and continued to speak calmly to the other end of the phone: "I won't go over. Get ready, just start the video."

"That's okay too."

On the other end of the phone, Diane glanced at the elite officers of the law firm in the conference room, nodded and agreed to the plan: "Just wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone.

"It's really different."

Will Gardner, another partner of the law firm, couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, I could invite him over with a phone call, but now I can only invite him over a video call."

"More money added."

Kelinda, who is always sensitive to income, said leisurely.

"Before, he was just Dr. Wolfe."

Mrs. Florrick, a good wife who is famous throughout the United States, smiled and said: "Now he is Detective Chuck, and he deserves this treatment."

"Bianca's family is not short of money."

Diane said: "Her mother will not save this little money."

"I just don't know if he has any idea about this kind of case."

Will Gardner couldn't help but joke: "This wasn't the custom when he was in college."

"Are you like those hosts and want to go back to college?"

Diane mocked.

All three women in the conference room looked over, and the only man, Will Gardner, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

As soon as this case came out, it was inevitably ridiculed by some vicious hosts and guests during the spread. One said that this is the norm in American University today, and the other immediately echoed that he wanted to go back to school as soon as he heard this.

As for going back to school?

I understand everything.

Mountainside villa.

After Chuck hung up the phone, Jane couldn't help but screamed: "Chuck, what's going on? Look at Monica..."

Before he finished speaking, Chuck blocked his mouth.

"Silence."

Chuck reminded: "She can't stand the fright now."

Jian stared up at Chuck who was speaking seriously. She wanted to speak but couldn't. She gritted her teeth and couldn't bear it. She could only twist Chuck's leg muscles, walk around the pillar and move to the position facing the door, staring intently at the door.

Monica, who was standing there with a knife, was shouting in her heart: "Are you putting out the fire or adding fuel to the fire? What kind of Bianca would it be if Monica saw this scene? I'm afraid she would just shoot."

For a moment, there was no sound in the master bedroom. Under the gaze of Chuck and Jane, Monica turned and left.

"How is this going?"

Jian held her breath for a long time and was finally able to speak. She took a big breath for the first time, then lowered her voice and asked.

"Sleepwalk."

Chuck frowned.

"Sleepwalking?"

Jane shuddered: "She still has this habit? What should I do if she sleepwalks and kills people?"

You must know that they slept together, and now there is a case of a female college student from the University of Chicago shooting her best friend to death. This is simply terrible!

"I didn't know it before, but now it's obvious."

Chuck said calmly: "Let's talk about it tomorrow when we wake up."

In fact, he knew that this was probably the sequelae of Peggy's hypnosis, which was why Chuck immediately stopped the warning after noticing that Peggy had hypnotized Monica.

The effects of hypnosis are often uncontrollable.

If you hypnotize too much and the level is too deep, it is easy to mislead the hypnotized person.

Jane still wanted to complain, but when she saw Chuck getting up and turning on the computer, she remembered Chuck's phone call and wisely changed the subject: "Are you taking over the case of a female college student in Chicago who shot her best friend?"

"Not taking over."

Chuck shook his head: "I was just hired to conduct an appraisal of the client and help the Lockhart & Gardner law firm that was about to take over the case clarify the situation so that it could decide whether to take over the case and what defense strategy to develop after taking over."

"What if Bianca did this on purpose?"

Jane couldn't help but take the role of herself again.

no way.

The sense of immersion is really strong.

"Then tell them Bianca did it on purpose."

Chuck said calmly.

Jane was speechless and glared at Chuck. Thinking that there might be a sleepwalking Monica holding a knife outside, she refused to leave, so she just stayed in the master bedroom: "I am your detective assistant, and I am curious about this case.

.”

Chuck didn't chase her away either.

It's not that she has never done it before, but she is right. Whether as his detective assistant or one of his long-term strategic research partners, it is beneficial to learn more about this special case.

Half an hour later, the video request was sent.

Bianca, the client suspected of shooting her Eskimo best friend, is now in custody, but as a wealthy person, her lawyer can see her at any time.

"Dr. Wolfe, this is Bianca."

Diane was in charge of the case and introduced both parties in the video: "Bianca, this is Detective Chuck. You must know him. He is here to help you."

"Help you determine the status."

Chuck corrected.

"Detective Chuck, I know you."

Bianca was in a bad state and smiled bitterly: "Do you also think I killed you?"

"Bianca, did you kill your best friend Heather?"

Chuck looked at her.

"No."

Bianca immediately denied it, then met Chuck's gaze and said hesitantly: "I mean, I don't know either. I don't know what happened at all. When I remember, I was holding my mother's hand

The pistol I bought was standing there, Heather was lying in a pool of blood, and there were people outside the door. It looked like I did it, but I swear I really don’t know what happened."

Jane was on the side. When she heard this, she took a deep breath and touched her neck. Even though she had closed the door of the master bedroom in advance, she still couldn't help but look back and walked over. Chuck kept checking as if he was possessed by him.

Has the door been locked?

"Are you on drugs?"

Chuck asked.

"Um."

Bianca scratched her hair: "Have you ever heard of sleeping pill style?"

"Know."

Chuck nodded: "Are you hallucinating?"

"I don't know, I just wanted to sleep."

Bianca said painfully.

"ok."

Chuck nodded and looked at Diane.

Diane comforted Bianca for a few words, hung up the video, and then came out to call Chuck alone: ​​"So, how is the situation?"

"I couldn't tell if what she said was true or false."

Chuck said.
To be continued...
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